Yesterday I wrote about Respect, and just treating others the way you would want to also be treated. I don't know how this always seems to happen. But I put it to good use yesterday. I made it to Wally World earlier than usual for my Friday evening grocery ritual. Mom and dad picked up DD from our house, saving me the trip there. Also I had sent DH to the bank the day before, so did not have to go there.
So I was close to finishing up shopping, and headed to where the fish counter once stood in the store. Walking by was an elderly lady, she looked like she was having a hard time walking. It crossed my mind that if that was here "normal" way of walking, she most likely would have gotten a motorized wheel chair. I watched numerous people walk by her, and stare, not one person asked if she was OK. I walked up to her, and asked a simple question of 3 little words, "Are you OK?" she said no, she needed to sit down. Of course no where to sit in sight. She went down on her knees, I felt so bad for her. Of course people still walking by just staring. I noticed under the donut shelf a small stool they must use for stocking the top shelves. There was a younger (mid 40ish) guy watching us, I said, "Can you help?" He came over without hesitating, and helped me sit the lady on the stool. She than proceeded to tell me she was having a low blood sugar problem. I happened to have juice boxes for DD int he cart, tore the box open, and gave her 2. In the mean time, he slinked off.
Of course, everyone still just walking by and staring. Come on people. Imagine it being your mom. I saw an employee finally, told him the problem, he rushed over to the bakery area, and got her some cookies. By now, she was coming around, and was much more coherent, feeling better. He had also walkie talkied for a manager, she came over. Asked the lady, "Are you OK?" she said yes, so the manager left. WTF is up with that....? The young employee who got the cookies, helped me get this poor lady to her feet. She stated she was better, looked better, and was now making sense when she talked. Big improvement. She went on her way, I gave the employee my opened juice box, he said he would take care of it. I got another box off the shelf, and went on with my shopping. Saw the lady a few more times before check-out, she assured me she was fine.
I felt good inside. I had earned my Angel wings that evening.(Superhero status to follow...)
Than.... #2.... as I was glancing at the meat counter, this poor old man, was talking to me, stated his wife had just passed away, and he did not know what he needed to make hamburgers for him and his dog. I got him situated, and returned back to the meat counter to make my choice. Not so fast... #3.... An elderly couple also looking there, asked if I could help them with picking out steaks for the grill. I suggested some Rib-Eye's for them, explained the marbling, and finally made my pick. I ran into my widowed man 2 more times, and made a few more suggestions for him. He asked me if I was married, when I said yes, he said my DH was a lucky man.
No... I am the lucky one, I walked out of Wally yesterday floating on air. I had done good, I had good KARMA... it cost me nothing, it made me smile. That my friends is what life is about.
